the Emperor did not even furrow his forehead. It was like he couldn’t even feel the pain on his body.

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Fan Ruoruo, “Continue.”

His tone was very light. It was as if the body being sliced open was not his own, as if the life-devouring metal beads were not deeply embedded in his bones.

Fan Ruoruo nodded slightly. She adjusted her grip on the sharp knife and lowered head, intently continuing with her work.

Her movements were natural and did not seem to have a trace of fear. Since the Emperor had spoken, she no longer worried that the Emperor could not endure the pain. It was as if the person beneath her knife was a wooden man and not a powerful Emperor who could cause hundreds of millions of people to die with the flip of his palm.

Looking at Fan Ruoruo’s calm expression, the heavily injured Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly as if also feeling a sliver of confusion. Calmly, he asked, “Did An Zhi teach you all of this?”

Fan Ruoruo was focused on her knife and completely ignored the Emperor’s questioning. The confusion in the Emperor’s eyes grew more and more intense, and he asked, “You don’t seem very afraid of me?”

Fan Ruoruo removed another metal bead and also dealt with the remaining pellets at the entrance of the wound, then quietly replied, “Your Majesty is a patient. I’m just worried that you won’t be able to endure such pain and affect the treatment.”

“Don’t worry. There were many ferocious generals on the battlefield who scraped their bones to remove the poison.” The Emperor’s gaze dimmed slightly. “I’ve experienced much worse pain than this in my life.”

Naturally, these words referred to the first Northern Expedition when all of the meridians in the Emperor’s body had shattered and the unbearable pain he had endured during then. Fan Ruoruo did not know about this. She had her own thoughts and did not respond.

The Emperor slowly closed his eyes and said indifferently, “Tomorrow, I will repay each slice on my body 10 times, a hundred times, over on that eunuch’s body.”

With these words, the tip of the knife in Fan Ruoruo’s hands did not tremble, but her body froze for a moment. The Emperor looked at her calmly and said, “Don’t even think about asking for mercy for that eunuch. Such thought is a great crime.”

“King Jing, that useless creature, Yi Guipin, Lady Ning, Hu and Shu, Ye Zhong’s daughter acknowledges Fan Xian as teacher. Gong Dian has always liked that kind, and Princess Chen has also come...” The Emperor’s expression was calm as he spoke to her with slightly narrowed eyes. “You are his sister. I am very curious as to when all the people by my side became connected to him.”

“That is what you have granted him,” she said quietly as she looked at the Emperor calmly. Now that matters involved Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo finally stopped the scalpel in her hands.

“I know what you people are thinking and worried about.” Blood seeped out of the Emperor’s naked upper body, but this Great Grandmaster Emperor did not seem to worry about the flowing away of his life.

“I find such worries despicable. He is my son. Is he going to turn against me for a servant?”

The red candles swayed slightly, but the palace lights shone on. Fan Ruoruo gently shook her head and continued to cut and pull at something on the Emperor’s body.